Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

"Really?!" Wu Xingyun looked up in surprise. "Then, what should we do?! After the Nie family found out that Nie Wu had come to the capital, they also sent people to the capital. Their residence in the capital has been uninhabited for many years. My aunt's health has never been very good, and I'm really worried that they will neglect her!"

Wu Xingyun, seething with anger, said indignantly, "Have the Nie family gone mad? They don't even care about their in-law ties anymore?!"

Wu Zhao snorted coldly, "They must have already weighed the pros and cons to offend the Wu family of the capital for Nie Wu's sake."

Nie Wu must possess something that the Nie family desperately wants, otherwise why would they dare to act so recklessly on the Wu family's territory?

“Don’t worry, I had Shen Qingqing send something back to your older brother,” Wu Zhao said, pulling Wu Xingyun up. “When he sees what I sent back, he’ll know what to do.”

A hint of coldness crept into her expression: "No one can get away unscathed after harming the Wu family."

A knock sounded on the door, followed by Lan Yao's inquiring voice: "Miss, are you awake?"

After wiping his face, Wu Xingyun coughed and said, "I'll go open the door."

Upon seeing that it was him who opened the door, Lan Yao said with some surprise, "Mr. Wu has been discharged from the hospital? When did this happen? You're here so early."

"I didn't have anything important to do, so I came this morning," Wu Xingyun explained. He then asked, "Have you had breakfast? I bought a lot this morning, and there are still some untouched."

Lan Yao shook his head: "No need. I originally came to ask if Miss wanted to have breakfast. Since Miss has already eaten, I'll just go downstairs and grab something to eat."

"The head of the family asked me to remind Miss that we only need to record the last part this morning. However, it seems the director received a call and is preparing to postpone the start of recording a little bit."

really.

Wu Xingyun and Wu Zhao exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with understanding.

Lan Yao didn't notice the exchange of glances between the two, and simply said, "This morning, Director Mo said that everyone can visit the film studio. It's not officially open yet, but some film crews that have good relationships with us are already filming there. If you're interested, you can go and take a look. I think Mr. Yu Chen is quite interested."

"Professor Qi and his wife are still resting. His wife caught a chill yesterday and may have a cold."

Wu Xingyun thought for a moment and suggested, "How about we go out for a walk later? There's nothing to do staying in the house."

"Where is Gu Chen?" Wu Zhao suddenly asked.

His absence from her early morning made Wu Zhao feel somewhat uneasy.

I don't know when it started, but whenever he's around, he'll appear in front of Wu Zhao immediately.

And she gradually got used to this way of getting along...

"Uh, the patriarch received a call from the capital this morning, it must have been the old man." Lan Yao's expression was somewhat hesitant, as if he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

Wu Zhao noticed her predicament and asked, "Did the old man make things difficult for him? Did they have a fight?"

“…Maybe so,” Lan Yao replied softly. “But the patriarch hasn’t eaten breakfast since he finished the phone call, and he hasn’t said a word, locking himself in his room.”

Jin Yao and Qing Yao had been talking themselves hoarse outside the door, but they had no choice but to ask her to come and get reinforcements.

The expectation in her eyes was so obvious that Wu Zhao instantly understood what Lan Yao meant.

Brushing his clothes off, Wu Zhao stood up.

She stretched out her arms and said with a light laugh, "Let's go, I'll go see Gu Chen."

“I’m going too!” Wu Xingyun quickly followed her.

Gu Chen's room was upstairs. Wu Zhao had just approached when he heard Jin Yao's voice: "Patriarch, don't keep your anger to yourself. It will make you feel much better if you talk about it—"

Qingyao was standing outside the room, and his tense expression relaxed considerably after seeing Wuzhao.

He nodded to Wu Zhao and then pointed inside the house.

"I've been locked inside for almost an hour."

Wu Zhao understood.

Jin Yao shut his mouth and quickly made way for Wu Zhao after he walked in.

I knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

Tsk. Wu Zhao clicked his tongue. How come this person's temper is just as unpredictable as that dog, Tiandao?

"Gu Chen, open the door," Wu Zhao said, knocking twice more.

The person inside still didn't react, which made Wu Zhao quite curious.

She added, "You know, I can make you open the door, and I can make the door open by itself."

After waiting a while, faint footsteps were suddenly heard in the quiet room.

Then, with a click, the door lock opened.

Wu Zhao opened the door and went inside. The curtains in the dimly lit room were drawn tightly shut.

Gu Chen was still in the position of turning around, standing by the door.

Seeing that he opened the door, Jin Yao and the other two outside immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Xingyun wanted to follow Wu Zhao inside, but Qing Yao, quick as a flash, grabbed him by the back of the neck, covered his mouth, and dragged him away.

"Ugh!" Wu Xingyun stared wide-eyed in shock.

Wu Zhao, who was in the bedroom, did not notice that everyone outside had left. She walked to the window and drew back the curtains.

The gentle morning sunlight streamed in, illuminating Gu Chen standing by the door in his black pajamas.

"What's wrong? Did your old man scold you again?" Wu Zhao looked at the furnishings in the room and sat down on the single sofa.

The overly soft sofa made her sink into it instantly; it was actually a rocking chair!

Gu Chen's breathing was almost inaudible. He remained silent for a long time before speaking, "He said that Gu Yang wants to add Madam Yue and Yue Jinsheng's names to the family genealogy."

Having just regained his balance, Wu Zhao looked up in astonishment: "He agreed?"

“No.” Gu Chen shook his head. “But he said that if he only disagrees temporarily, he has to consider the cooperation between Gu Yang and the Ye family.”

How could this old man go back on his word?!

Wu Zhao immediately lost all goodwill towards this patriarch of the Gu family, whom he had never met before.

As expected, businessmen prioritize profit; once they have enough leverage, they are forced to sacrifice certain principles.

"Is this why you locked yourself up?" Wu Zhao asked.

She didn't get a reply from him, but she saw Gu Chen walk over.

The person standing in front of him was tall and imposing. Before Wu Zhao could react, Gu Chen lowered his body and knelt on one knee on the sofa.

The swaying sofa stopped, bouncing Wu Zhao up and into Gu Chen's arms.

"Gu Chen?" Her disheveled pajamas slipped down her neckline, and her face pressed directly against his chest.

A warm scent, carrying his own unique aroma, wafted towards me.

Then she heard Gu Chen say, "Zhao Zhao, people's hearts are truly terrifying... Why would someone pretend to be deeply in love on the surface, yet secretly plot against you without any scruples?"

"The thought that my mother could have loved such a person... the thought that I have the blood of such a person flowing in my veins..."

"No wonder my mother didn't want to see me later, no wonder she gave up her life so easily..."

“Zhaozhao, I…”

Golden light flickered in Gu Chen's dark eyes, the black and gold intertwining and gradually forming a strange fusion that grew increasingly terrifying.

Wu Zhao was shocked to notice the boiling purple aura and the dense, chilling yin energy emanating from him.

She gripped Gu Chen's arm tightly.

"You're different from him!"

"Gu Chen!"